 ~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~
Sabel stretched as he left the conference room and made his way towards his desk. He wasn't used to sitting anymore. That, or he was just getting old.
Simon got a clap on the shoulder as he passed, but said nothing. It was clear that the man needed to be in his own headspace right now, and the change he was stepping into was something that he would have to sort out on his own.
Passing by one of the recruits, the young man and his paper got a curious eyebrow raise. "You might want to appear a little more involved in work, when Rainey comes through those doors."
Sure, reading the paper could be work, if the young man was looking at recent news or suspicious stories. But feet propped up on the desk like that was not exactly a 'looking-like-I'm-working' posture. Just a bit of friendly advice.
Stopping at his desk, Sabel thumbed through a few of the papers that were tacked to the corner, glancing up as another employee he didn't recognize exited the conference room. A lot of new faces, or perhaps old. He really didn't know. She got a small smile and nod of acknowledgement before returned his attention back down to find the item he was looking for.
__________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________
I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________
_______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy. |